One life. Tandem journeys. God breathed.
Attraversiamo. Do you remember that beautiful, closing scene from the film "Eat, Pray, Love"? Finally abandoning fear. Relinquishing the what ifs. Resting peacefully in the now and embracing the unknown. Liz had found her word, and was ready to embrace it. Attraversiamo ~ an Italian word, meaning "Let's cross over". Standing in the sunset on that beautiful beach in Bali, she was... Continue Reading →
It all started with "This Old House" on PBS back in the '80s. Then it was YouTube. You could find anything, there. Now, there's even a DIY network. And the dreamer's favorite "do-it-yourself" destination... Pinterest. The notion that we can take on these tasks that we watch the pros do with ease. Just grab a few tools, a... Continue Reading →
"Lessons from a walk in the park." (English translation) My Jesus called me out for a walk with Him in the park today. That's where we often meet to spend time together. I hear him best when I'm outside in Creation. I can feel Him with me, beside me. It's so comforting to have Him... Continue Reading →
You know you're in pretty deep when you're driving home on a beautiful spring evening and all that crosses your mind is what you forgot at the store. Green beans. I've been forgetting things lately. Tripping on rugs and over my feet. Leaving my phone in random places. Days running together. Conversations confused. Having cereal for... Continue Reading →
From the time she was small she always saw wishes... My sweet Louise. The tiniest little glories amazed her. She was fascinated with life in all its multitude of forms. Emma collected stones and shells. She explored the worlds beneath the rocks and leaves. There is a great reverence and respect for small things, in her heart.... Continue Reading →
It just keeps coming. The rain. Unceasing on the radar. They're predicting two to four inches in the next 48 hours. Flood watches are pending as waterways, creeks, and rivers rise. Days and days of moisture descending from the sky as it opens long and wide above. Real possibility for quiet time. Hours for pondering life. … I close... Continue Reading →
My Sweet Louise 